Miranda Lambert. Mama's Broken Heart

I cut my bangs with some rusty kitchen scissorsI screamed his name ‘til the neighbors called the copsI numbed the pain at the expense of my liverDon’t know what I did next all I know, I couldn’t stopWord got around to the barflies and the baptistsMy mama’s phone started ringin’ off the hookI can hear her now sayin’ she ain’t gonna have itDon’t matter how you feel, it only matters how you